The Gift

Shall i give you my hands?
to curl around you in a cold night
to chase away the bad dreams
to hold you in the morning
as you turn to kiss me smiling
shall i give you my hands?


Shall i give you my lips?
to kiss again and again
in smiles and in tears
to touch with your fingers 
silencing my fears
shall i give you my lips?


Shall i give you my eyes?
to take them deep inside you
seeing your world through them
in colourful prisms
to see your self in me
Shall i give you my eyes?


Shall i give you my legs
strong and firm around you
every night in flames
warm under your touch, shivering
a circle of tender refuge
Shall i give you my legs? 


Shall i give you my all?
to have and to hold
in winters and summers
in autumns and springs
your garden of love
Shall i give you my all?


And then as i wonder
asking my self
you take me to heaven
like you only know how
and i know
the answer already
smiling....